As our lips meet, we swallow the last of the frank and kiss. Your lips, always so soft and smooth, it feels like an eternity since I last tasted them....Longer and longer the kiss continues. Our tongues become involved and dance around each other. Finally the kiss ends. We stare at each other, out of breath from such a passionate kiss. I chuckle and ask, "Do you want another frank?" You give me a look that I have seen many times before and respond, "I would love one" You place your hand on my. My hips pushed up against my thrusts. I felt his cum shooting down my throat before it dripped down my chin. I sucked hungrily at his spurting cock and then licked at my chin when he’d finished, licking his cum off my fingers. He looked down at me, his vieny cock growing again as I stared up into his amazing blue eyes and felt my pussy go on fire with wanting for him. He pulled me up, pushing my skirt up my tummy, before he crouched down and pulled my clit between his teeth, sucking on it like. Her firm, tanned tits glistened in the dim light. Shayla gave me a sexy smile when she saw the look on my face. She pulled off my T-shirt quickly and put both her arms around my neck. I watched as her tits, pressed against my skin. We continued to tongue wrestle for a few minutes, savoring the taste of each other. I ran my fingers through her hair, then down her face and neck and eventually reached her breasts. I slowly ran my hand along the side of her left breast, lightly squeezing it as I. Things didn't bode well for that as I saw his eyes firmlylock on me and he studied me from my feet to my hair with a knowingsuperior smirk on his face. I was embarrassed by his attention andblushed and looked downward. I was used to men looking at me but not withthe sort of intense scrutiny of Derek. I felt I was being assessed as tomy value in a clinical way, not so much as a sex object, but as apossession that could be owned and traded.The waiter served Helen and I our poached eggs on toast.